<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23450660</id><updated>2012-02-16T18:17:08.686-08:00</updated><category term='movie monday'/><category term='academy award'/><category term='Simplicity Challenge'/><title type='text'>a road less traveled</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-road-less-traveled.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23450660/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-road-less-traveled.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>lynda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00297520508202395777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>16</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23450660.post-5768386451846126541</id><published>2011-03-22T13:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T13:43:35.878-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Journey</title><content type='html'>Seems I've been derailed a bit in my blogging over the last few years.  I reviewed some of my previous posts and find that the desire is still there.  I guess this is a long process.  I've been selling things on e-bay that no longer are needed.  I've been making runs to Goodwill.  But still the "stuff" is overwhelming.  I guess the best route is to just continue and persevere. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I have a new, simplified action plan...Nothing fancy, no list to keep just SIMPLE...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Clear all surfaces of clutter, junk, trash, paper, etc.  Find a home or permanent "resting place" (ie...the trash or recycle bin) for said items.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  Clear the floor of all clutter, junk, backpacks, shoes, pillows, clothes, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  All items must have a logical, simple home or said item must go.  If there are too many items in the designated home, then some items need to find new homes outside of our house or life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  Keep cleaning routine simple and pick up items that get dropped on counter or floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See...simple.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23450660-5768386451846126541?l=a-road-less-traveled.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-road-less-traveled.blogspot.com/feeds/5768386451846126541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23450660&amp;postID=5768386451846126541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23450660/posts/default/5768386451846126541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23450660/posts/default/5768386451846126541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-road-less-traveled.blogspot.com/2011/03/journey.html' title='Journey'/><author><name>lynda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00297520508202395777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23450660.post-5246141597099426037</id><published>2009-06-21T22:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T22:39:42.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Handbook for 2009</title><content type='html'>A good reminderHandbook for 2009&lt;br /&gt;Health:&lt;br /&gt;1. Drink plenty of water.&lt;br /&gt;2. Eat breakfast like a king, lunch like a prince and dinner like a beggar.&lt;br /&gt;3. Eat more foods that grow on trees and plants and eat less food that is manufactured in plants.&lt;br /&gt;4. Live with the 3 E’s—Energy, Enthusiasm, and Empathy.&lt;br /&gt;5. Make time for prayer.&lt;br /&gt;6. Play more games.&lt;br /&gt;7. Read more books than you did in 2008.&lt;br /&gt;8. Sit in silence for at least 10 minutes each day.&lt;br /&gt;9. Sleep for 7 hours.&lt;br /&gt;10. Take a 10-30 minutes walk every day. And while you walk, smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personality:&lt;br /&gt;11. Don’t compare your life to others’. You have no idea what their journey is all about.&lt;br /&gt;12. Don’t have negative thoughts or things you cannot control. Instead invest your energy in the positive present moment....&lt;br /&gt;13. Don’t over do. Keep your limits.&lt;br /&gt;14. Don’t take yourself so seriously. No one else does.&lt;br /&gt;15. Don’t waste your precious energy on gossip...&lt;br /&gt;16. Dream more while you are awake.&lt;br /&gt;17. Envy is a waste of time. You already have all you need.&lt;br /&gt;18. Forget issues of the past. Don’t remind your partner with his/her mistakes of the past. That will ruin your present happiness.&lt;br /&gt;19. Life is too short to waste time hating anyone. Don’t hate others.&lt;br /&gt;20. Make peace with your past so it won’t spoil the present.&lt;br /&gt;21. No one is in charge of your happiness except you.&lt;br /&gt;22. Realize that life is a school and you are here to learn. Problems are simply part of the curriculum that appear and fade away like algebra class but the lessons you learn will last a lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;23. Smile and laugh more.&lt;br /&gt;24. You don’t have to win every argument. Agree to disagree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Society:&lt;br /&gt;25. Call your family often.&lt;br /&gt;26. Each day give something good to others.&lt;br /&gt;27. Forgive everyone for everything.&lt;br /&gt;28. Spend time with people over the age of 70 &amp;amp; under the age of 6.&lt;br /&gt;29. Try to make at least three people smile each day.&lt;br /&gt;30. What other people think of you is none of your business.&lt;br /&gt;31. Your job won’t take care of you when you are sick. Your family and friends will. Stay in touch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life:&lt;br /&gt;32. Do the right thing!&lt;br /&gt;33. Get rid of anything that isn’t useful, beautiful or joyful.&lt;br /&gt;34. GOD heals everything.&lt;br /&gt;35. However good or bad a situation is, it will change.&lt;br /&gt;36. No matter how you feel, get up, dress up and show up.&lt;br /&gt;37. The best is yet to come.&lt;br /&gt;38. When you awake alive in the morning, thank GOD for it.&lt;br /&gt;39. Your Inner most is always happy. So, be happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not the least:&lt;br /&gt;40. Give a copy of this to everyone you care about.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23450660-5246141597099426037?l=a-road-less-traveled.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-road-less-traveled.blogspot.com/feeds/5246141597099426037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23450660&amp;postID=5246141597099426037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23450660/posts/default/5246141597099426037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23450660/posts/default/5246141597099426037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-road-less-traveled.blogspot.com/2009/06/handbook-for-2009.html' title='Handbook for 2009'/><author><name>lynda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00297520508202395777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23450660.post-3333256913678083759</id><published>2009-05-07T11:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T11:57:22.004-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Afraid</title><content type='html'>Afraid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afraid to move forward,&lt;br /&gt;Afraid to not&lt;br /&gt;Can not control the uncontrollable&lt;br /&gt;Swimming through a sea of darkness&lt;br /&gt;No vision&lt;br /&gt;No light at the end of the tunnel.&lt;br /&gt;Your weaknesses come into the light.&lt;br /&gt;Push those away&lt;br /&gt;Focus on your strengths&lt;br /&gt;Rely on your self&lt;br /&gt;Rely on your insticts&lt;br /&gt;Leap off the cornice&lt;br /&gt;Hon your skills&lt;br /&gt;Emerge from the darkness&lt;br /&gt;Stronger with what matters&lt;br /&gt;Not Possessions&lt;br /&gt;Not stature&lt;br /&gt;But your worth&lt;br /&gt;Jump those hurdles&lt;br /&gt;To not move is failure&lt;br /&gt;Afraid of failure.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23450660-3333256913678083759?l=a-road-less-traveled.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-road-less-traveled.blogspot.com/feeds/3333256913678083759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23450660&amp;postID=3333256913678083759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23450660/posts/default/3333256913678083759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23450660/posts/default/3333256913678083759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-road-less-traveled.blogspot.com/2009/05/afraid.html' title='Afraid'/><author><name>lynda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00297520508202395777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23450660.post-5675943739251046128</id><published>2008-09-15T16:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T16:42:34.277-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='academy award'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie monday'/><title type='text'>Movie Monday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3hMGU-J_6F0/SM7vM8pVpPI/AAAAAAAAADI/mG3Z1kWbZOE/s1600-h/All+Quiet+on+the+Western+Front.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246393621650187506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3hMGU-J_6F0/SM7vM8pVpPI/AAAAAAAAADI/mG3Z1kWbZOE/s320/All+Quiet+on+the+Western+Front.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I've been wanting to do this for a while...watch all the Academy Award winning movies.  With snow and colder days ahead, I'm moving forward with watching my list of movies.  First up on my list is the classic, All Quiet on the Western Front.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Way back in college, I read this book for a European history class.  I don't really remember much of the details of the book.  It has been...hmmmm...20+ years afterall.  So needless to say, I watched the movie without remembering what the plot was.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My overall impressions of the movie were...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The sound was very loud.  Explosions going on all around.  I can only imagine how loud it actually is on the front lines.  There was nothing quiet about the western front, or any other for that matter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Even though the movie was made almost 80 years ago, the topic is as relevant to day as it was then.  War is hell, especially if you are the one sent to fight the war.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The most interesting scene was one where Paul and his buddies wind-up in a French house with some women.  Since this movie was made in 1929, no "bedroom" scene was actually shown in graphic detail.  But what was shown was the silhuette of a bedframe, with Paul explaining to the young French girl that he'll probably never see her again.  The implication is clearly that they played "hide the bayontte".  What a difference 80 years makes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;The "classic" movies that I see and actually enjoy are "hit and miss".  All Quiet on the Western Front" was definately a hit.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23450660-5675943739251046128?l=a-road-less-traveled.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-road-less-traveled.blogspot.com/feeds/5675943739251046128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23450660&amp;postID=5675943739251046128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23450660/posts/default/5675943739251046128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23450660/posts/default/5675943739251046128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-road-less-traveled.blogspot.com/2008/09/movie-monday.html' title='Movie Monday'/><author><name>lynda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00297520508202395777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3hMGU-J_6F0/SM7vM8pVpPI/AAAAAAAAADI/mG3Z1kWbZOE/s72-c/All+Quiet+on+the+Western+Front.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23450660.post-6616440173122467338</id><published>2008-03-28T11:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T12:47:39.224-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Simplicity Challenge'/><title type='text'>Simplicity Challenge</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3hMGU-J_6F0/R-1LUr3ortI/AAAAAAAAACg/7wk3CnYBal4/s1600-h/714151102_054be5a2a4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182881564918853330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3hMGU-J_6F0/R-1LUr3ortI/AAAAAAAAACg/7wk3CnYBal4/s320/714151102_054be5a2a4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Week #1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Think about what's really important to you and make a list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I've been touched by Sara's blog &lt;a href="http://www.walkslowlylivewildly.com/"&gt;http://www.walkslowlylivewildly.com/&lt;/a&gt; and I've been inspired to try to live more simply. I love that it's really about putting the important things in your life front and center. It's not about depravation but enhancement. So for Week #1 of my Simplicity Challenge, it's time for me to decide what my life is now and how I'm going to bring those things into the forefront of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Creating opportunity for my kids to experience the world around them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep an active lifestyle that includes the whole family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Become a contributing member of my community.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Establish and maintain routines that keep my home an inviting and friendly sanctuary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to blog a little about each one this week. Maybe I'll add a few more...maybe I'll decide that one isn't all that important to me right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's important to you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23450660-6616440173122467338?l=a-road-less-traveled.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-road-less-traveled.blogspot.com/feeds/6616440173122467338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23450660&amp;postID=6616440173122467338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23450660/posts/default/6616440173122467338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23450660/posts/default/6616440173122467338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-road-less-traveled.blogspot.com/2008/03/simplicity-challenge.html' title='Simplicity Challenge'/><author><name>lynda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00297520508202395777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3hMGU-J_6F0/R-1LUr3ortI/AAAAAAAAACg/7wk3CnYBal4/s72-c/714151102_054be5a2a4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23450660.post-6604446022313991759</id><published>2007-09-07T19:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T22:58:49.908-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Smart Habits Saturday Week #1</title><content type='html'>Well, here I go on yet another challenge to improve my life.  Smart Saturday Habits is my attempt at accounting to myself my efforts.  There are several areas I want to have in my life and I will add to them as I feel I can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Health and Wellness&lt;br /&gt;Housekeeping - &lt;em&gt;Scrub one toilet a day&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Financial&lt;br /&gt;Spritual&lt;br /&gt;Philanthropic&lt;br /&gt;Intellectual&lt;br /&gt;Creative/Artistic&lt;br /&gt;Family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why not start out with THE job that I hate the most.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23450660-6604446022313991759?l=a-road-less-traveled.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-road-less-traveled.blogspot.com/feeds/6604446022313991759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23450660&amp;postID=6604446022313991759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23450660/posts/default/6604446022313991759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23450660/posts/default/6604446022313991759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-road-less-traveled.blogspot.com/2007/09/smart-habits-saturday-week-1.html' title='Smart Habits Saturday Week #1'/><author><name>lynda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00297520508202395777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23450660.post-6220182152079691998</id><published>2007-09-04T16:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T19:28:23.755-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh...found a new challenge to help me along down the road...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smart Habits Saturday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.laragallagher.com/blog/index.html"&gt;http://www.laragallagher.com/blog/index.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23450660-6220182152079691998?l=a-road-less-traveled.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-road-less-traveled.blogspot.com/feeds/6220182152079691998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23450660&amp;postID=6220182152079691998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23450660/posts/default/6220182152079691998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23450660/posts/default/6220182152079691998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-road-less-traveled.blogspot.com/2007/09/oh.html' title=''/><author><name>lynda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00297520508202395777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23450660.post-100683491486876494</id><published>2007-07-28T19:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-28T19:28:45.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, it's now eight weeks later.  The house is still for sale with NO offers thus far, even after one price reduction.  The house is clean and very nice to live in.  The only catch is that I have to constantly clean for you never know when a prospective buyer wants to come by and "kick" the tires.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's' been an exhausting, mind-numbing experience that shows no signs of  ending anytime soon.  It seems to go on and on.  While I do like the nice clean house, people are just not meant to live this way.  I yell at the kids, I can't just up and leave the house to run a few errands because someone might want to come by and see the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've had a few people interested in the house but they either couldn't swing the price or got cold feet.  I have found it to be educational about the state of the middle class and what I don't want to hold me back in life.  While my Cali house is nice, it doesn't have the Bling.  It doesn't have granit countertops in the kitchen, the tile in 2 of the 3 bathrooms is as old as the house.  It just doesn't have the WOW factor that people seem to have become accustomed to.  When we first purchased the house, we looked past the wall to wall to wall wallpaper from the early eighties.  We looked past the mural painted on the wall.  We looked past the poor landscaping choices and saw the house for what it was.  A useful, functional and liveable space that could be changed as needed that is located in an awesome neighborhood.  It's taken 9 years but we are now selling the house we've renovated and decorated only to find that it's not enough...it doesn't have the bling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No wonder people are so far in debt.  They would rather emulate kings rather than live a comfortable life filled with excitement and meaning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23450660-100683491486876494?l=a-road-less-traveled.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-road-less-traveled.blogspot.com/feeds/100683491486876494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23450660&amp;postID=100683491486876494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23450660/posts/default/100683491486876494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23450660/posts/default/100683491486876494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-road-less-traveled.blogspot.com/2007/07/well-its-now-eight-weeks-later.html' title=''/><author><name>lynda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00297520508202395777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23450660.post-1408961409967051547</id><published>2007-05-28T12:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T12:36:33.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How Did I Get Here?</title><content type='html'>Well, what was originally a little thought has now turned into a potenitally life-changing/challenging event. My little idea was to take a summer vacation in another part of the country...taking a break from the day-to-day routine and venturing out into the unknown. I had suggested a little vacation to Bend, Oregon. My husband and I had been there about 10 years ago for a brief visit and thought that might be a great place to take the kids and get in the mandatory summer mountain bike riding overdose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sounds like a grand idea...well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we're in the middle of getting ready to try and list our house for sale. After that, we are now looking to possibly up-root out lives and move to this little vacation spot that we did an overnight stay in 10 years ago. Crazy sounding isn't it. We would have not jobs. We would be uprooting our kids. We'd be leaving the geographic area I've called home for almost 40 years. I've never lived anywhere but Southern California. 40 years. Cali has been good to me, the weather is outstanding and hard to beat but...40 years. Can I make it somewhere else? I've really don't have any other family living here other than my own little family unit. Is it time to throw out the stale bread and start fresh and new?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23450660-1408961409967051547?l=a-road-less-traveled.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-road-less-traveled.blogspot.com/feeds/1408961409967051547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23450660&amp;postID=1408961409967051547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23450660/posts/default/1408961409967051547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23450660/posts/default/1408961409967051547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-road-less-traveled.blogspot.com/2007/05/how-did-i-get-here.html' title='How Did I Get Here?'/><author><name>lynda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00297520508202395777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23450660.post-117026901597596225</id><published>2007-01-31T10:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T10:43:36.083-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time of Change</title><content type='html'>It's been a while but now that the holidays are past, we are moving into unknown territory at out house.  My husband's business of 16 years is ending and now it's time to figure out what to do next.  While we are comfortable, it is not enough to sustain us for the long haul.  I'm trying to convince myself that this is an exciting time.  We have an opportunity to "explore the road less taken".  But the question is whether we will embrace that or sit back and "take the easy route".  We do have children but do I really want to settle back into a life of comfort or do I want my children to embrace adventure and not be afraid to try.  I, myself, want that for myself.    I want to try.  But will I be able to do that or will fear get the  better of me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23450660-117026901597596225?l=a-road-less-traveled.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-road-less-traveled.blogspot.com/feeds/117026901597596225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23450660&amp;postID=117026901597596225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23450660/posts/default/117026901597596225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23450660/posts/default/117026901597596225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-road-less-traveled.blogspot.com/2007/01/time-of-change.html' title='Time of Change'/><author><name>lynda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00297520508202395777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23450660.post-116055011559039297</id><published>2006-10-10T23:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T00:01:55.600-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Did Somebody Stamp Taxi Driver On My Forehead?</title><content type='html'>Today was spent shuttling my 3 critters to school, from school, to this activity and that activity.  The day was chopped to mince meat so very little was accomplished.  So what's new about that?  Nothing, just letting off a little steam.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23450660-116055011559039297?l=a-road-less-traveled.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-road-less-traveled.blogspot.com/feeds/116055011559039297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23450660&amp;postID=116055011559039297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23450660/posts/default/116055011559039297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23450660/posts/default/116055011559039297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-road-less-traveled.blogspot.com/2006/10/did-somebody-stamp-taxi-driver-on-my.html' title='Did Somebody Stamp Taxi Driver On My Forehead?'/><author><name>lynda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00297520508202395777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23450660.post-115908618486173607</id><published>2006-09-24T01:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T01:23:04.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Where I Spend My Time</title><content type='html'>Often times I find myself shuffling items from one end of my house to another, completely unable to find a home for many things because the shelves are already full of junk.  I've been organizing, in small chuncks, one little project at a time.  One shelf in the morning, the VHS tapes in the evening (which begs the question, why the hell to I still have VHS tapes anyways...DVD is so much more compact and space is at a premium).  Baby steps...baby steps&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23450660-115908618486173607?l=a-road-less-traveled.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-road-less-traveled.blogspot.com/feeds/115908618486173607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23450660&amp;postID=115908618486173607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23450660/posts/default/115908618486173607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23450660/posts/default/115908618486173607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-road-less-traveled.blogspot.com/2006/09/where-i-spend-my-time.html' title='Where I Spend My Time'/><author><name>lynda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00297520508202395777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23450660.post-114263806788323109</id><published>2006-03-17T15:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-17T15:27:47.906-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a road less traveled</title><content type='html'>One Down, Too Many To Count To Go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well last week I finished my first project...cleaning and organizing my pantry.  It actually looks pretty good and its still somewhat organized a week later.  The items are still in the right spots and I haven't shoved a bunch of stuff in there just to get them out of the way.  Now onto the garage...am I crazy?  The pantry was a relatively small project compared to the garage.  I have hope of completing it one day soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23450660-114263806788323109?l=a-road-less-traveled.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-road-less-traveled.blogspot.com/feeds/114263806788323109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23450660&amp;postID=114263806788323109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23450660/posts/default/114263806788323109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23450660/posts/default/114263806788323109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-road-less-traveled.blogspot.com/2006/03/road-less-traveled_17.html' title='a road less traveled'/><author><name>lynda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00297520508202395777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23450660.post-114184359004023426</id><published>2006-03-08T10:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-08T10:46:30.050-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Making Headway</title><content type='html'>The list of things that need to be gone through, the piles that need to be sorted, the things that need to be given away, sold on e-bay or trashed grows each given moment.  That being said, I am one day closer to being able to spend my time on the things I want without guilt instead of constantly having something in the back of my mind pulling me away.  I should do the laundry, I should vacuum the house, I should clean out my car (okay so I haven't done that yet, but you get the picture.)  How did I get to aquire so much junk?  Most of the junk I don't even like.  The extra sets of Tupperware from my mother-in-law that I hardly ever use, the past projects that no longer interest me, the household decorations that no longer match my current scheme.  Oh to be free of these things.  Its one thing to reflect on the past but its another to be held back by the past.  Am I the only one who feels this way?  Does anyone else feel weighed down by the past, like they are drowning in a sea of crap?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23450660-114184359004023426?l=a-road-less-traveled.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-road-less-traveled.blogspot.com/feeds/114184359004023426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23450660&amp;postID=114184359004023426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23450660/posts/default/114184359004023426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23450660/posts/default/114184359004023426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-road-less-traveled.blogspot.com/2006/03/making-headway.html' title='Making Headway'/><author><name>lynda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00297520508202395777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23450660.post-114169181746762677</id><published>2006-03-06T16:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-06T16:37:36.243-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rainy Day</title><content type='html'>Rainy Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so today, I decided that to find that ever-illusive extraordianary life begins with bringing order to my house. My house is a mess, by my standards, not anyone elses. With three kids, I constantly am cleaning, picking up toys and food off the floor, etc. Now that March is here, let Spring cleaning begin in earnest. Getting rid of the past so that I can be open for what awaits me in the future is my goal for this month. I've already made headway in the last few weeks with discarding years old clothing that doesn't fit me any longer. Now I'm going through our newly painted spare room to clear my the closet out of old projects, art supplies, craft supplies that no longer hold my interest, etc. I'll comment further later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23450660-114169181746762677?l=a-road-less-traveled.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-road-less-traveled.blogspot.com/feeds/114169181746762677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23450660&amp;postID=114169181746762677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23450660/posts/default/114169181746762677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23450660/posts/default/114169181746762677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-road-less-traveled.blogspot.com/2006/03/rainy-day.html' title='Rainy Day'/><author><name>lynda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00297520508202395777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23450660.post-114154886764732746</id><published>2006-03-05T00:48:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-05T00:54:27.656-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Road Less Traveled</title><content type='html'>Well, here I am, trying to think of what to write for my first entry. I'm going to hopefully document the change from my mundane existence to something special. An ordinary person living some type of extraordinary live. Think that's possible?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23450660-114154886764732746?l=a-road-less-traveled.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://a-road-less-traveled.blogspot.com/feeds/114154886764732746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23450660&amp;postID=114154886764732746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23450660/posts/default/114154886764732746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23450660/posts/default/114154886764732746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://a-road-less-traveled.blogspot.com/2006/03/road-less-traveled_05.html' title='A Road Less Traveled'/><author><name>lynda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00297520508202395777</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
